atlasdrugged's profile

AGE: 22
LOC: Allston, MA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 06

I create profilactic balloon animals with my pinky toes. Sometimes I am a crazy wildchild pseudo-bohemian neohippie party animal. Other times I am not. Always and always I will lie stories like writers do.

My interests include:
-people watching
-taking notes on the people I’m watching
-making these people uncomfortable
-RADIOHEAD
-spooning
-sporking
-the hugs/drugs dichotomy
-darkness
-used books with things inside
-yard sales
-Allston, MA
-tree houses
-serious hugs
-good company
-pickled peppers
-small spaces
-the fetal position
-making fun
-comfort silence
-nostalgia
-colors and patterns that clash badly
-margaritas
-Paul Rudd
-Well, the Netherlands
-mechanical pencils with #7 lead
-Moleskines
-George Saun…

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She wears these little skirts, the pleated plaid school girl gone tramp kind. Almost pulls them off too. Nice legs, but just barely fat enough near the top to jiggle and pucker. And she’s pasty, so the stretch marks trailing down her inner thighs look like an animal attack. All her panties are violently colorful, like Jackson Pollock nightmare vomit, and they’re covered with stripes and polka-dots and other geometric nonsense. Brand new they might’ve...

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It was like our third date. Fourth maybe. And I was bent over pants around my ankles faced away from him in Dave’s bathroom, trying to look sexy as he poked a MDMA-covered fingertip into my ass. Didn’t work, the sexy thing. Pulling off the casually seductive look is hard as fuck when someone’s finger’s up your butt. It was also entirely unnecessary. Johnny was in full focus mode back there, like some kind of anal artisan. The “oh shit, my...

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Lillian loved to dance. She was so good at dancing, in fact, that she was the captain of her town's all-girls ballet squad. Every month, they performed beautiful recitals and made the audience "Oooh" and "Aaah". They all wore beautiful costumes made of feathers and glitter, and since Lillian was the lead dancer, her costume was breathtaking. She was covered from head to toe in lace and frills, and when she spun around on stage, the lights caught th...

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He had a big, silly, floppy Mohawk. It made me smile, but not in an appreciative way. I just can’t take a person with a full twelve inches of hair gelled up with product seriously. Luckily, I don’t think he took it seriously either. He told me he was experimenting with how much he could make himself resemble a delinquent. To Erica, on the other hand, his hair was a masterpiece. She was a wild punker girl, one of those chicks who jumped into the mosh pit ev...

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I want to die first. He’s sweating so hard he leaves a big wet ass print wherever he sits, and he reeks like a scared dog. At night, he sleeps restlessly and screams out, always something about the Devil and his mother. Guys like that, they always die messy. Guys like Peter, they’re on their knees and begging or pissing themselves before the bullet breaks the skin. Not that I’ve ever seen it before, not right up close. But the Outer Bunks weren...

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